"The kid looks like a fruitcake," wispered one to his snickering friend.

"What's stopping us from calling him just that?" asked another who was lisening in on the convesation.

"Coach Harding," said the one who had snickered.

"Bah! who cares about him?" asked the first.

"Yeah, Trent. The coach wont do anything about it, any way," said the second.

"Then what's keeping you guys from just calling him that?" asked Trent.

The other two looked at each other, "Because Shane and I think you can present stuff better then we can." said the second. Shane nodded along with him.

Trent didn't look convenced. "No way, guys. I'm out of here, I don't want to get in to troble." With that, Trent went off to talk with Jerry, the biggest guy on the team.

Shane watched Trent go over to Jerry then looked at his other friend, "Looks like it's you or me, Aaren."

Aaren smirked, I'll do it."

Aaren turned to the new kid, Eustace the coach had called him.

"Hey you!" the new kid pointed to himself. "Yeah, you. Throw that football to me, Fruitcake."

Fruitcake was about to grab a ball but stopped when he heared his new nick name. He turned to Aaren, hands balled at his sides. "You're a jerk!" yelled the new kid. That was what caught everyone's atention.

This is turning out easier then I thought it would be. Thought Aaren.

Aaren smirked, "What ever you say, Fruitcake," Aaren winked.

All the other guys laughed.

Fruitcake looked like he could blow a gasket. "You pig headed basterd!"

Aaren just roled his green eyes and walked away, Shane at his heels. It didn't take long till WACK! A ball smaked in the back of his head causing him to land face first on the ground.

He herriedly got up and turned around and duck just in time as another football flew past him only centameters from his face.

"Holy Crap! Fruitcake has a hell of a good arm!" yelled one of the team members.

Even though Eustace had a good arm it didn't make people stop calling him 'Fruitcake'.

"What's wrong with being called 'Fruitcake'?" asked Jill Pole who was talking to her friend Eustace on the phone, who was going to an all boys camp in the Americas.

"Pole, I told you you wouldn't understand."

"Well clear it up for me!"

"It's humiliating because to guys, fruitcake is a guy who is a weakling."

There was silence on the other side of the line for a while.

"Eustace, both you and I know that you're not a weakling because you are a protecter of Narnia."

Eustace smiled even though Jill couldn't see it. "Thanks, Pole."

"Don't mention it."

This is a non-slash. It may suggest some stuff like that, but it is not. Eustace just looks like a weakling because he hasn't been able to build up muscle yet and if you remember in the VotDT (book) it mentions that Eustace is weak so this is basically based off of that and a football movie. Speaking of that, football referst to American football.

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